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imposing purples not much dampened the darkness
"the object of the most crucifying attention
at any chosen time trapped equation
had been one of a farther lighted fraction
of some purplish wavelength, jaded in traction
that poured sparse in not much reasons
given away to an unrelenting darkness nation"
Knew I was slipping offboards since the retrograde
knocked down by shadows with mysterious depths
Thunder stones of the mocking audience
consumed conscience in installments
Shamed corners of frilled draping
were nibbled and eaten to nakedness
Mealybug whites in powdery shower
scrapped off the spirited juices
The last crop of purplish rays
got focussed beyond perimeters
of self-squabbling egoism
in pettysome amplifications
Still the glimmers caught farther
flushed in like electrified adrenalin
Were they the ghastly desires or selfishness
or at the least, small shimmers of hope?
"decaying souls killed any thrown decoratives
expectations surged by sighted lights waned off
self-deceptions garnered suicidal extensions"
when those lying beneath mealybug whites were roughened black skins
when I knew all left out in you were the same pitch darkness as mine
Why did I seemed to be luring you for futuristic constant suns unknown?
Let me be warned of that
my corner dimming lantern
had already blown out
and spilled its kerosene
to vaporous benzenes
at any chosen time trapped equation
had been one of a farther lighted fraction
of some purplish wavelength, jaded in traction
that poured sparse in not much reasons
given away to an unrelenting darkness nation"
Knew I was slipping offboards since the retrograde
knocked down by shadows with mysterious depths
Thunder stones of the mocking audience
consumed conscience in installments
Shamed corners of frilled draping
were nibbled and eaten to nakedness
Mealybug whites in powdery shower
scrapped off the spirited juices
The last crop of purplish rays
got focussed beyond perimeters
of self-squabbling egoism
in pettysome amplifications
Still the glimmers caught farther
flushed in like electrified adrenalin
Were they the ghastly desires or selfishness
or at the least, small shimmers of hope?
"decaying souls killed any thrown decoratives
expectations surged by sighted lights waned off
self-deceptions garnered suicidal extensions"
when those lying beneath mealybug whites were roughened black skins
when I knew all left out in you were the same pitch darkness as mine
Why did I seemed to be luring you for futuristic constant suns unknown?
Let me be warned of that
my corner dimming lantern
had already blown out
and spilled its kerosene
to vaporous benzenes
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